Until hearing those two gossiping I had never, not in ten years of marriage, ever considered that my husband was anything other than one hundred perce...nt faithful.The two women changed the subject and moved on to something else and I sat there and tried to think of something - anything at all - that I could look at and say that it was a sign of cheating and I couldn't. Steve could not possibly have been cheating on me. Unfounded rumors and gossip is all that it was.On the way home from the. Jack's eyes watered, as the driver continued. ?Level5 shoots so much more fluid into you that it actually pushes through your intestinesand into your stomach. Even all those little pieces of shit in there.? Sheslapped his back, causing a shockwave to pass through his stomach, still expandingslowly. ?I guess now the only question is how much cum you need to get cumbelly.? Jack's eyes went wide, sending tears spiraling down the sides of his face. ?That'sright, Jack. That's all cum. From every guy. She moved to take her shot, all the while feeling his eyes follow her. She stopped, rested her cue on the floor and looked up at him. ‘I can’t concentrate. Could you, like…um, stop staring at me?’ His only response was to close his eyes. Not feeling any better, she stooped to make her shot. Her concentration was shattered, however, and she failed to do anything more than rearrange the table. He found the cue ball, examined the angles, and chose a shot. She fidgeted. He looked up at her. ‘What?’. Other prefects were smooth, supple creatures. Neat and precise, for teenagers, and generally unruffled. But none of it mattered, because my heart started trying to flap right out of my chest when I saw him, and the smile that spread across his face was the sun in the morning.'You'll follow me back with the sun in your eyes... 'Maxie refused a last remaining scone and slipped into the chair next to me."I wish I had your metabolism. You skinny bastard." I missed you." I kept my voice low, not.